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... n a quiet forest, a young boy sat beneath an ancient banyan tree.
The night air was calm. Leaves whispered softly in the wind.
The boy sat cross-legged on the ground, his small body perfectly still.
He looked no older than seven.
Yet there was something unusual about him.
His skin carried a faint golden glow, like sunlight resting upon polished metal. His eyes were calm and deep—far too steady for a child of his age.
This boy was Karna.
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